The headmaster looked grim. Even the most even-tempered person would get angry after being attacked repeatedly, let alone a big shot piloting the Long Clan No. 1.
The Ziyang siblings had the Federation as their backing, so naturally they had nothing to fear. But the headmaster was afraid!
If that big shot flew into a rage and dragged West Lake High School into it, it would be a real headache for him.
"By the way, just who is the big shot aboard that Flying Warship?" the headmaster asked suspiciously.
Vice Principal Tai Lie stepped forward and told him that someone had seen the Flying Warship speeding over from Lake Heart Island.
"Lake Heart Island?" The headmaster's expression changed. He seemed to have remembered something.
"Stop!" He flew after them, shouting loudly.
But Ziyue blocked his way and reminded him, "My brother's a battle maniac. Once he gets the urge to fight, he absolutely won't let anyone stop him."
She told the headmaster that even she, his younger sister, had once tried to intervene—and ended up fighting Ziyang herself.
The headmaster broke into a cold sweat. He had a few guesses, and felt that the person aboard the Long Clan No. 1 before him was probably the one he suspected.
He was afraid that if the two sides really fought, he wouldn't be able to clean up the mess.
"Beep, beep!"
Ziyang was itching for a fight and wanted to attack the Long Clan No. 1 again, but the communication device on his wrist rang.
He looked a little impatient, but still answered.
"Ziyang! What are you doing?" An old voice rang out, filled with anger.
"Big guy, we sent you there to hold the fort, not to pick fights!"
"Exactly! Don't make a move until you've clearly figured out the other side's intentions."
"If you disrupt the College Entrance Exam because you're itching for a fight, just wait until the Elder Council locks you in the dark room!"
Voices poured into Ziyang's ears. There were clearly quite a few people on the other end of the communication device, claiming to be the Elder Council of the Federation Branch.
Ziyang had been arrogant and unruly, but the instant he heard about the dark room, his expression changed.
The domineering man's face changed at once. He said ingratiatingly, "Ha ha, elders, don't be like that! I was just playing a little joke on the other side."
"A joke is throwing a punch at them?" The other party was furious.
Ziyang laughed along and placated them for a few words, then quickly cut the call. He was good at fighting, but communicating wasn't his strong suit.
But now that the Elder Council had intervened, he couldn't attack again. The blood-red flames around him died down. He pursed his lips and landed on the training field.
Ziyue laughed loudly, went over to Ziyang, and teased him before retracting her Barrier.
The headmaster and the others all breathed a sigh of relief. They had truly feared that Ziyang, a Federation powerhouse, would fight the person aboard the Long Clan No. 1, whose origins were unknown.
The three Federation officials responsible for the College Entrance Exam at East Campus wiped away their cold sweat. They had been the ones to contact the Elder Council.
Under the gaze of thousands of students on the training field, the Long Clan No. 1 slowly descended. It showed no hostility, which put the headmaster and the others at ease.
Everyone stared at the hundred-meter-long Long Clan No. 1, its entire hull pitch-black, as the cabin door slowly opened.
They all wanted to know what kind of person was inside. Even an ordinary ninth-rank Bloodline Martial Venerable wasn't qualified to own a Flying Warship like this.
The cabin door opened all the way. In the sunlight, a figure appeared before everyone's eyes. It was a boy wearing a white shirt and black trousers, his handsome face tinged with a hint of awkwardness.
"Uh... hi."
Under the stares of all those ninth- and eighth-rank Bloodline powerhouses, Mu Qing's scalp prickled. He cautiously raised a hand and waved.
"This is...?"
The headmaster and the vice principals were stunned. The Federation officials gaped, and even Ziyang and Ziyue stared blankly.
"You're the only one aboard the Long Clan No. 1? There's no one else?" Ziyang asked, unable to believe it.
His face flushed red. He felt a little embarrassed.
Mu Qing nodded, not quite sure what to do.
Ziyue laughed uproariously, making no effort to maintain her composure. She covered her stomach with one delicate hand, her ample chest trembling.
"Brother, after all that, you, a dignified Top-tier Martial Venerable, were actually trying to fight a little kid at Blood Qi Ninth Stage!"
Ziyang's face grew redder and redder. He was utterly mortified. This would be a stain on his life.
If the people from the Federation Branch found out he'd gone to such lengths to fight a little kid who hadn't even reached the level of a low-ranked Martial Practitioner, they'd never stop mocking him.
"Mu Qing?"
Lei Kai's face changed in surprise. He had recognized Mu Qing the moment he stepped out of the Long Clan No. 1.
"What? He's Mu Qing?" The headmaster was even more astonished. He had never met Mu Qing, but he'd dealt with plenty of matters concerning him lately.
Mu Qing was the first student to go missing during the mock exam, and the headmaster had taken notice immediately. After Mu Qing disappeared, the Mummified Corpse Incident had occurred several more times.
The Mummified Corpse Incident was a thorny problem. As headmaster, he had the strength of a Top-tier Martial Venerable, but he hadn't been able to find a single clue. In the end, he had joined forces with the Wang Family and decided to make the missing Mu Qing the scapegoat. After all, Mu Qing himself had been highly suspect.
Under Wang Haixuan's direction, the Wang Family had spread the news throughout Hangzhou City that Mu Qing was the culprit. If Mu Qing showed himself, he'd be hunted down.
But now, the headmaster hesitated.
He had investigated Mu Qing's background before and found it completely ordinary. Aside from a father who was a little well-off, Mu Qing had no backing at all.
That was why he'd dared to join forces with the Wang Family and make Mu Qing take the blame.
All he had to do was stay out of it, and the Wang Family would handle most of the work.
But now, the headmaster couldn't help thinking it over.
Mu Qing had disappeared before. Now that he'd returned, his entrance had stunned everyone: he'd arrived aboard the Long Clan No. 1, a symbol of lofty status.
As far as he knew, even the Wang Family didn't seem to be qualified to own a Long Clan No. 1.
"What on earth is going on?"
"Is that Mu Qing, the culprit behind the Mummified Corpse Incident? Why does he dare to show his face?"
"You idiot! Look, he came aboard a Flying Warship. The headmaster and the Federation powerhouses were all roused, and the College Entrance Exam was even suspended. He obviously has terrifying people backing him!"
The thousands of students on the training field erupted into chatter, all of them talking excitedly.
Most people now saw Mu Qing as a heinous fiend who sought out students at Blood Qi Fifth Rank or higher and drained them of their blood.
"Is that really Mu Qing?" Ji Jia gazed into the distance, her face bright with delight as she finally relaxed.
Ling Fei and Jiang Yuanjie also breathed a sigh of relief. At the very last moment, Mu Qing had made such an entrance. It was completely beyond anyone's expectations.
Seeing that Mu Qing was safe, Jiang Yuanjie's journalistic spirit flared up again.
No one knew where he'd gotten a whole pile of equipment and cameras. He assembled them with practiced ease, then started snapping photos of Mu Qing and the Long Clan No. 1 like crazy.
A fire seemed to burn in his eyes. He had even already come up with the wording for his article.
"Hmph!" Yang Shanshan let out a soft snort, but curiosity flickered in her dark-gem eyes.
"Did he secretly contact his family?" she muttered under her breath, though no one heard her.
"The culprit behind the Mummified Corpse Incident?"
Ziyang and Ziyue heard the students talking on the training field and were clearly taken aback.
Ziyue turned to the headmaster and asked, "This kid is the culprit behind the Mummified Corpse Incident?"
They knew something about the Mummified Corpse Incident at West Lake High School. The headmaster had asked them for advice about it earlier.
However, the headmaster hadn't told them that the school had already identified Mu Qing as the culprit.
"That's just what people outside are saying. The day he went missing, the Mummified Corpse Incident happened," the headmaster said.
After seeing the Long Clan No. 1 Mu Qing had arrived in, he had already decided not to issue a manhunt for him. There might be a force behind Mu Qing even more terrifying than the Wang Family.
The headmaster was a man who hated trouble. In terms of strength, West Lake High School could be said to fear no force. But the school had always remained neutral, rarely offending anyone and rarely going out of its way to get close to any particular force.
After vaguely guessing that there was some force behind Mu Qing, he decided to leave the matter to the Wang Family and stay out of it himself.
Ziyue nodded, then curiously asked Mu Qing why he had arrived at East Campus aboard the Long Clan No. 1.
Mu Qing scratched his head. He had actually prepared an explanation long ago.
"I came to take the College Entrance Exam. My elder had something to take care of, so they sent the Long Clan No. 1 to bring me here."
Ziyang and Ziyue nodded. Now they understood: he was the young master of some force, here to take the College Entrance Exam.
Although Mu Qing's clothes weren't luxurious, they could sense that he had already reached Blood Qi Ninth Stage. Combined with the Long Clan No. 1, it was only natural for them to assume he was the young master of some force.
"In that case, carry on with the College Entrance Exam," Ziyue said. She shifted her fair legs, her golden qipao clinging to her alluring figure.
She personally presided over the College Entrance Exam. With the help of the three Federation officials, the first stage of the exam resumed.
After Mu Qing left, the Long Clan No. 1 rose into the sky again and returned to Ke Fei.
Mu Qing arrived at Class 3-B and looked at the familiar faces he hadn't seen for a month. A wave of emotion washed over him.
At that moment, the headmaster nearby kept his eyes fixed on Mu Qing.
His brows knitted together, puzzled.
The headmaster knew that Mu Qing had just lied.
According to the information he had received, the Long Clan No. 1 had come from Lake Heart Island, and Mu Qing had gone missing there. The Long Clan No. 1 definitely had some connection to Lake Heart Island.
In his memory, there was only one person who connected Lake Heart Island with the Long Clan No. 1.
"Could that person really have helped Mu Qing? Or am I overthinking it? Does Mu Qing truly have a mighty force behind him?" The headmaster was deeply perplexed. He had many questions he wanted to ask Mu Qing.
But the first stage of the College Entrance Exam was underway, and it wouldn't be appropriate to intervene in front of Ziyang and Ziyue. So he could only set his doubts aside for now and wait until the first stage was over.
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